It was a lovely and beautiful sunset that had crossed over the horizon. She looked over to the love of her life.
Her saving grace. Her means of an escape away from herself.
Nadia Raynes who was now officially Mrs. Mann who of course was known as Ricochet, a WWE wrestler who performed on RAW as he was a bit in the mediocre stage at the point of his career.
However, she loved him. He was a good man and know that he cared about her.
She smiled at him as they shared a kiss, sitting at the beach on their honeymoon.
"You are the best thing that has ever happened to me." He smiled at her, rubbing her smooth skin.
He was staring lovingly at her hazel brown eyes and long honey colored hair that flowed past her shoulders, her skin and scent was heaven to him and felt like silk.
She was gorgeous and sweet. They were deeply and truly in love with one another.
"Right back at you, baby." Nadia grinned as she sipped more of her strawberry margarita, holding hands with Ricochet and just watching the view as they enjoyed and peace and the ocean of the beach.
They would have to fly back home soon since they would have to perform on RAW, as she was his manager. It took some time between them but they were married now.
Newlyweds. It was such a dream come true. She was happy. She was free.
From him.
Nadia took an inhale as she shook off the haunting thoughts that creeped her mind.
"No. Absolutely not. It was a long time ago..."
She may have done an unspeakable act of betrayal with another devil, but it was the lesser of two evils and she had to put her temporary trust within the Viper himself, also known as Randy Orton.
A while ago, she was a part of the devil's group, the Wyatt Family.
She then led Randy to where Sister Abigail, Bray Wyatt's weakness, was there.
The home.
That was set in flames by Randy.
All because she led him to the location behind Bray's back.
Bray was crushed and she felt horrible.
Despite his twisted ways, he protected her, cared about her.
Has always made her feel like she was important.
Her conscience and morals won, not wanting to be a part of that world anymore of his deranged ways.
He was a dangerous man who did unspeakable things to other people. She had to escape that life. It wasn't meant for her.
Randy promised in exchange to helping him find Sister Abigail's location to defeat Wyatt for good, she would have a chance to escape from him.
A chance for normality, peace of mind. Something better. To belong.
That Bray would never find out and she could live a sane life peacefully.
No one would know the truth and everything would be fine for both of them.
She never heard from Randy again but she just had a shiver down her spine, that she felt like someone was seriously watching her every move.
As if someone was keeping tabs on her.
Ricochet noticed that Nadia was distracted for the moment.
"Are you ok baby?" He asked, the concern etched on his face.
She could've sworn she heard faint whispers.
No, thats just memories of the past. Nothing serious.
It took her less than five seconds to realize her husband was talking to her, concerning and regarding her.
"Yes baby I'm ok..."
She kissed him as they relaxed into the rest of the evening.
The past was in the past. Nothing but ashes.
That's all that would ever would be. The compound was dead, burned down and gone forever, despite the guilt that pinched her gut deep down inside.
It's for the best.
She wouldn't lose her sanity again.
She wouldn't see it nor Bray again. It didn't matter how special she was in his heart. He was twisted, deranged, man with a dark mind.
She had a normal life and that's exactly how she wanted it from this point on.
Monday Night RAW
"1...2...3!" The bell rung, as Ricochet pulled another victory over Andrade.
Nadia had attacked Zelina Vega for her sneak cheating habits, trying to distract the referee and she was not letting her ass get away with it.
The outcome turned out perfect for Nadia and Ricochet as he picked up the win and they shared a kiss in the ring and she smiled proudly, as he hugged her as they left the ring going to the back.
Nadia had showered and changed, ready to leave to hit the road. She went to go looking for Ricochet to see if he was packed and ready to head back to the hotel, until she came across a package, that had her name on it.
She picked it up, looking to see who had sent it. It was wrapped in red wrapping paper and a black bow.
Two of her favorite colors.
Huh. Weird.
There was no return sender and she started to think maybe it was a secret admirer.
But she doubted it. Other than Dana Brooke and Mandy Rose, she was pretty much alone being on the women's roster. She wasn't taken as seriously because she was better at management than wrestling.
Even though she's had matches and won a few, when she's been jumped on, no one would come to her rescue. Mandy and Dana were chasing the tag team championships. Even though she was happy for them, she still felt hollow inside time to time.
She's never really had a real friend, even outside of work. No matter where she was; Behind the camera, behind the scenes and separate from work: It's just been her on her own.
She opened it up and saw a doll with long black hair, white eyes, pink light lips and wearing a black dress. It was porcelain like and she touched the smooth skin of the doll.
It had a eerie vibe to it but she thought it was just some dumb prank, ignoring the discernemnt in her gut.
"Probably Mandy and Dana pulling a prank" she chuckled. "They knew of my short time with Bray and just want to mess with me."
She put the doll back in the box as she went to go finish packing up the rest of her stuff.
At the same time though, the doll's eyes moved side to side, turning a slight grin before moving back to it's normal features.
Evil was lurking. A sinister feeling was on the rise.
The calm before the storm.
It would hit Nadia sooner than she expected.